ANNA B.

Anna B., Anna B., Anna
Anna B. see what you have done
Anna B., Anna B. Anna
Anna B. you'll be reeling and healing
For years to come.

A clear cut case of self defense
So why did you run?
Dear Ed held the gun to your head.
A single suitcase getaway from the wages of war
Left him lying in a red pool
On the Armstrong No-Wax Marble Beauty kitchen floor.

Anna B., Anna B., Anna
Anna B. see what you have gone and done
Anna B., Anna B., Anna
Anna B. you'll be reeling and healing
For years to come.

Maybe one day you'll confess
To the crime of your life
"She's been taken alive!"
Says Mr. Jack in the Talking Box.
Until then your wake up calls
Are screams in your dreams
A far cry from those hot and steamy
"Darling, I'm yours" kisses in the secret dark.

Anna, you were such a good girl scout
You could find Orion up above
Everybody gather 'round the campfire
Put your hands together now
Sing it loud:

"Wha Hee Low
Wha Hee Low means love!
Wha Hee Low
What Hee Low means..."

Anna B., Anna B., Anna
Anna B. see what you have gone and done
Anna B., Anna B., Anna
You'll be reeling and healing
For years to come.

Anna B., Anna B., Anna
Anna B., Anna B., Anna
Anna B., Anna B., Anna




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